My husband and I have had a really stressful last couple months of work, so we decided it was time to take a little trip. He researched on the internet to find a fun place to go that was within driving distance, so we didn't have to spend too much money. After a few days, we decided upon Nashville. These little trips always get me excited because of the hotel sex I know that is my future. He always goes out and buys me a sexy outfit to wear one of the nights that we are away, something usually a little more risquΓ© than what I would wear in a place that we may know people. I myself am 5'7" with 34C boobs and a nice tight ass.
So as we arrive into Nashville, I ask him what the plans for the evening are. He is being secretive and won't quite let on to what we are doing so my mind wanders.
After we check in, he pulls a small black dress out of his bag and tells me this is what I'll be wearing for the evening. It is cut down to just above my naval and the hemline is way north of my fingertips. To complete the outfit, he has thigh highs and 4" heels for me. While I sit there soaking my outfit in, he tells me we're going to a strip club. Up to this point, I had never been to a strip club, especially not dressed like one of the strippers.
So the cab pulls into the lot of the strip club and we make our way towards the door. My head is all over the place not knowing what to think, especially since I am rather scantily clad.